The collapse of the sky and the earth was originally just a description, but at this moment, it was truly staged at the end of the sky, which was always shrouded in the night.

The golden light like the galaxy poured out from the cracks on the sky. The broken leg of the demon limbs scattered like blood rain. Before it touched the ground, it was summoned by the golden light to the air, growing wildly, and turning into endless monsters again.

From a distance, with the Demon-Suppressing Tower as the center, the whole world turned into a golden vortex.

The indescribable monsters, with their fangs and claws, gathered into a long dragon with an obscure and unpleasant roar, and smashed towards the top of the demon-suppressing tower.

At the center of the impact, a sword light was submerged by the monster's ocean. I could only accidentally see a white highlight, like a tiny little fire in the waves.

I don’t know how many days or nights this impact lasted. The sword light seemed to have endless vitality. No matter how big the impact was, it could not suppress the stubbornness and tenacity hidden in the sword edge.

But tenacity cannot be used as strength, and manpower will eventually be exhausted.

There may be demons, but the foundation outside the sky is boundless for an ant in the mortal world.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower was already covered with minced meat, and the platform below turned into a red ocean.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the eaves of the tower, holding the Xuanming Sword and the Sagittarius Sword. Millions of wielding it exceeded the total number of times he swung the sword since he held the sword. His arms were already numb, but he just slashed the sword in a mechanical manner, shattering the locust swarm that rushed towards him.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were still as sharp as a sword, as if they were at the peak of their birth, and were strong enough to suffocate any creature who looked at their eyes.

But compared with the sword swing that had been much slower at the beginning, the countless scars that had not been recovered on their body and the robes dyed red by blood all indicate that this specific body has been squeezed to its limit. Every time the sword swings, the burning of flesh and blood and will.

The test of will is more terrible than physical fatigue.

The supplies that can be used have been consumed. Mei Jinshui forced his body to help him several times, and fell down again. Zuo Lingquan had already reached his limit. He understood that what he was doing now was useless. He would stay in the pain of his body for a moment, and he had already had the idea of ​​giving up and struggling in his heart.

The Taiyin God in the sky also "whispered" all the time, reminding him that as long as you open the seal, you will be the son of the gods, and you will survive and gain the power to change everything.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to split the seal with one sword several times to use the huge power that was within reach to deal with the boundless monster in front of him.

But at the last moment, Zuo Lingquan always restrained himself because he knew that the world had no thoughts, but was just responding to his desire for power. Those thoughts of persuading him all arise from his heart, and there was no whisper of the gods at all.

As long as the Dao of Eternity is opened, the demons who come in will be the original demons, which are far more terrifying than the monsters in front of you who can still deal with swords.

All he could do was to resist temptation and pain by relying on his willpower. He would hold on for one second more. As for why he would hold on, he didn't know, maybe he was waiting for help, or he didn't want to die before the woman behind him. Anyway, he had to hold on, and his will wouldn't fall before his body!

Mei Jinshui came to the top of the tower, leaned against the eaves behind Zuo Lingquan, and her white dress was dyed blood red.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were originally drunk but not drunk, were already a little lost, but the fingers were still slightly raised, squeezing the last trace of power in the body, turning into a blue stream of light, healing Zuo Lingquan's scarred body.

This little power can no longer play any role at this time. Mei Jinshui knew that Zuo Lingquan had already reached his limit and could not understand why he was still standing in front of him.

At least after she got up a few times, she could no longer hold on, and the immortal king's mind could not withstand this endless despair.

Mei Jinshui didn't want to waste the last trace of strength in her body, and her lips moved and spoke in a faint voice:

"Come and lie down, I suddenly want to die with you again."

Zuo Lingquan swung his sword mechanically and shattered the demon under the air. He might have noticed that Mei Jinshui's will was on the verge of collapse and gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't worry, if I'm here, you won't die."

The words are extremely confident. Even if you are weak in your voice, your confidence and determination are still reflected in every word.

Mei Jinshui heard these confident words and realized that his will was shaken. He bit his lower lip and suppressed the thought of giving up in his heart. He wanted to get up and continue to help defend the enemy.

But no matter how her will drive it, it is difficult to support this body that is exhausted. I can only turn the last little strength into soft words, trying to cheer up Zuo Lingquan and reduce the torment of his will:

"If we go out alive, I will satisfy your wish."

Zuo Lingquan didn't have the strength to speak anymore, but he was obviously listening. This was also the only way for him to awaken his will and not lose his mind.

"Even if you think about it in an outrageous way, I dare to do anything, but I am afraid you won't dare to think about it."

Mei Jinshui was weak and said, showing a familiar smile:

"You are a little thief. I'm sorry to use the means of ruining the girl. You can greet me all."

These outrageous and inappropriate words are really useful.

Zuo Lingquan was not touched by "spokenness", but remembered the beauties waiting behind him. Every cheek was close to his eyes, and laughter was like an ear. If he gave up swinging his sword, he would never see it.

Zuo Lingquan tightened his mind and made the sword move a little faster, but it was entirely up to his will to support his body. This move was just to speed up the speed of completely exhausting his vitality.

Gradually, a trace of white appeared between the swordsman's long hair in his head, and more and more.

Mei Jinshui knew that Zuo Lingquan had already exceeded the limit that his body and will could bear, and felt that he would fall down the next moment, but his figure was as solid as a rock, and it seemed that he would never stop the sword in his hand.

Mei Jinshui didn't understand why he could take this step. Suddenly, he felt that he was useless and praised himself as a firm heart of Tao, but his will was not dissipated, but he couldn't even hold up his body.

Mei Jinshui plucked up the courage several times and wanted to raise her hand. Even if she healed the little scars on the man in front of her, the dry sea of ​​energy made her even look forward to lift her fingers. She could only lean on the roof, looking at the man who had already squeezed all his vitality and swung his sword forward.

Mei Jinshui's mood changed from despair and powerlessness to moved, to becoming a simple heart-wrenching. The man in front of her had not given up yet. She could no longer bear to lie behind her back like this, watching the other party endure the most extreme torture in this world.

Mei Jinshui wanted to close her eyes and let the picture in her mind stay completely on the man's unyielding back.

But this idea is undoubtedly too selfish. After all, letting her live may be the only purpose of the man still trying his best to persevere.

Swish swish swish-

The two waving fairy swords moved slowly and slowly, and the wounds on their bodies became more and more.

Zuo Lingquan's sharp eyes never changed, but his arms seemed to have gradually lost their feelings and were no longer controlled by his will.

Both immortal swords have sword spirits, and at this time, the sword spirit is pulling his arm and waving his sword.

But no matter how hard you try or how tenacious you are, the endless monsters in front of you are like the night in the eternal night, and there will never be a day of dawn.

Zuo Lingquan tried his best to suppress all the emotions in his heart and only warned himself that he had not reached the limit yet. If Yutang was here, he would have lasted longer than himself. As a husband and a man, how could he be worse than his wife?

Zuo Lingquan tried his best to hold on, but he couldn't help but fell into his past thoughts. He recalled the scenes along the way, and his feelings gradually changed between the despair of reality and the beauty of memory.

Zuo Lingquan knew that as long as he completely fell into depravity and thoughts, he would fall down, so he tried his best to awaken his gradually numb soul, but the scenery in front of him became darker and darker.

The sword in his hand was still moving, in a daze, Zuo Lingquan didn't know how long he had lasted, and a roar suddenly came from outside the sky and resounded throughout the world in an instant:

"grumble--"

Mei Jinshui, who was also confused, woke up a little and looked towards the distant south in a blink of an eye.

Red flames cut through the southern sky.

The dumpling, which was as big as a mountain, was dragging the tail of flames and rushed from the sky, with two figures on its back.

The dumpling was still at the end of the sky, and a flame spewed out.

Boom-

The sky and earth shook, and the flames swept across the sky, instantly dispersing millions of monsters like locusts passing through the border.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the eaves, with two swords in his hand, and finally paused after the flames hit. He looked to the south of the earth in a blink of an eye, with ecstasy in his eyes and a hoarse roar:

"ah!"

"grumble!"

Mei Jinshui's dissipated eyes also recovered instantly. She sat up in shock during the dying illness and said:

"The phoenix is ​​better..."

And a fury shout also appeared between heaven and earth:

"The two rituals are subject to the divine decree, and a thought of chaos opens!"

A tall woman wearing a golden dragon scale dress, holding two golden maces, rushed out immediately and drew a huge magic circle in the air.

Cui Yingying followed closely behind, rushed to the Demon-Suppressing Tower with the momentum of thunder, hugged Mei Jinshui, who was so angry that she was so angry that she was guarding the Tianmen for nearly half a month and was shaking from the eaves:

"Lingquan?!Master?!"

Zuo Lingquan had already lost his strength and leaned against Sister Yingying, unable to even speak, just looking into the sky.

With the sound of "chaotic opening", five space cracks were suddenly torn open over the southern sky.

Behind the crack was the vast land shining brightly with thousands of tens of thousands of monks looking at this side as if they were facing a great enemy. Standing in front was Wu Zunyi holding a staff and wearing a light gold robe.

Swish swish swish-

As Wu Zunyi and Shangguan Yutang practiced at the same time on both sides and opened the space channel, countless figures flew out one after another and fell into this world.

Shang Yin held the octagonal copper hammer, shining with the Yang God Oriental Candle, and the Sea God, the Ancestor of the Styx, flew directly under the sky, and worked together to use his magical powers to instantly seal the torrent that poured down.

The ancestor Huang Chao and the demon king Teng Sheng, regardless of their relationship with the Nine Continents' immortals a few days ago, came to the sky above the Eternal Night Land at the same time with the magic sword technique to clear away the remaining millions of monsters.

The martial god Zixiao wore armor and held a spear in his hand, and formed a formation on the vast land to prepare for war with thousands of disciples of Zixiao City; the nine-tailed fox appeared outside the battlefield with countless great monsters.

Boom-

As the head of Jiuzhou appeared, more and more monks followed, and the sound of breaking through the air gradually turned into a deafening roar.

Shang Yin discovered that the demon-subduing artifact was awakened, so he began to study countermeasures with Wu Zunyi. When Mei Jinshui informed him of the existence of the Eternal Night Land, he began to create a formation for space leap.

Zuo Lingquan and Mei Jinshui disappeared again, and Shang Yin and Shangguan Yutang both guessed that they had arrived at the Eternal Night Land.

Shang Yin originally wanted to come to the eternal night place alone before the right path and cooperate with the plum near the water to open the path of immortality.

But Shang Yin had just activated the formation and checked the situation of the Eternal Night Land according to the distance provided by Mei Jinshui, and found that the Eternal Night Land was "Rampant of Demons". He was so shocked that he gave up the idea of ​​going alone and informed Jiuzhou of the Eternal Night Land.

The psychological shadow of the destruction of the world has long penetrated into the bone marrow of the creatures in Jiuzhou. Under the pressure of the damage and loss, all the immortal forces in Jiuzhou have shown their terrifying aggregation ability in just a few days.

Five giant space formations were arranged in the important areas of the five continents of the human race, and almost all the monks above Yuzhu gathered outside the space channel, but in a flash, tens of thousands of high-level monks appeared in this world.

Most of them knew, but a small number were hidden giants who never showed off their own way of practicing. Half of them were wearing Taoist robes, and Zhao Wuxie was among them with an old man carrying a sword.
To be continued...